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Where do you think you are going, Mister Babylon?
With such boring vibration
You pass on by with this arrogant air of a rich someone
But you’re a reason of shame and revolt
You even think you are superior
And you are even called doctor
Only if it’s a doctor of corruption
You are just a thief in a top position
All that is secret will be revealed one day
Even your children are gonna be aware
That you are nothing more than a thief
A traitor of your people and of your country, Mister Babylon
Your name will go down in history
As member of an inglorious gang of bandits
Of traitors of the nation
A bronze bust in the square, a statue in the station
To the traitors of the nation
